Chapter One Hundred Eleven

In the end, Cole hadn't been able to weasel his way out of the girl's request. He still didn't know why she was constantly need of him. He wasn't complaining, but he could tell something was bothering her and she didn't want to say anything. In fact, this was the exact way it had been before she'd woken up from her comma. After an hour of constantly pondering, he'd fallen asleep with her in his arms… 'Not the way I pictured my first night with my mate…' was his last thought before succumbing to the strong forces of sleep.

He was also the first to wake up… He got out of the bed and took a shower while she slept. Once he was done and back in his clothes, he walked back into the room. He watched her scrunch her nose… Stirring from deep sleep… Her sense of smell was remarkable, he mused remembering the distance she had tracked Kyle from. In the end, they hadn't been able to keep him from escaping…